Alyson's Place

Well, where did I leave off? Let's see. Oh, yeah, now I kind of remember. Might have to reread some things though. On the first day of school, you're the only one who bolts their hand in the air when the teacher asks what a square is. Honestly, you think that everybody in there is idiotic. The guy sitting next to you doesn't even pay attention. And when you get problems to do, he doesn't even open his math book. And honestly, you're not used to this. You're used to people taking their time. And now even you don't have to take your time. You rush through and are the first to drop your pencil. The first one to break the silence of concentrating people. Meanwhile, you were thinking about what you would talk to your friends about later. That's right, first one done and not even thinking about the equation. And you just figured out how to use brackets outside of parentheses. First one done with a quiz and the homework when other people only completed the q

To do this (if you're an adult) you're going to have to mentally shrink yourself down to the size of...an angry eighth grader. Yep...welcome to my life (sorry about the cliche'). So...here's a little bit of second person for you You walk into picture day about a week before school starts. You are excited and anxious to get your schedule and know what classes you have. More importantly, which pod you're in. Because this determines what people you go to class with everyday. Later, you'll want to email your friends your whole schedule and demand that they get back to you asap. Then one will ask you what asap means. And in your head you'll be thinking a few things. Which we'll get to later. With your grandma you make your way to have your picture taken. Grandma messes a little with your hair. You are embaressed (sorry, Grandma) but continue your wonderfully happy life with the occasional nervous jitter. Because you NEED to have made it into algebra. Las